1. Woe to the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim,whose glorious beauty is a fading flowerwhich is at the head of the fertile valleyof those who are overcome with wine!
2. See, the Lord has a mighty and strong one,as a tempest of hail and a destroying storm,as a flood of mighty overflowing waters,He has cast it down to the earth with His hand.
3. The proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraimis trodden under foot;
4. and the fading flower of its glorious beauty,which is at the head of the fertile valley,shall be like a first-ripe fig before the summer,which when one sees, while it is yet in his hand,he eats it up.
5. In that day the Lord of Hostsshall become a crown of gloryand a diadem of beautyto the remnant of His people,